The New Bride
Unexpectedly, it still scared the Zhou family.
After finishing the evening meal and settling into their room, the newlyweds received a red envelope from Qian, symbolizing the return of the gift money they had been given.
Zheng wanted to decline, but Qian smiled and said, "This is our custom here." The red envelopes for the bed-rolling boy should be in pairs.
Text: ### Upon hearing this, Zheng allowed her son to accept the offer, and then she held his hand and returned home. ###
Baishanbao attended a wedding for the first time and enjoyed the entire day, even skipping and jumping while holding his mother's hand.
Zheng smiled and asked, "Is the wedding banquet in Longzhou more enjoyable, or is the wedding banquet here more fun?"
"Here is more fun," Baishanbao said without hesitation. "In Longzhou, they don't play with me and don't even let me into the new room."
Upon hearing this, Zheng felt a pang in her heart, and she held her son's hand tightly, once again affirming that the decision to leave Longzhou was the right one.
Although only the Qian family members were present, without the rest of their relatives and friends, these days felt a bit dull. However, it was also much more comfortable compared to the laborious life in Longzhou. The living and learning environment here was clearly better for her son.
Mao Bao stood at the door and watched her good friend disappear into the night. Then she turned and reached out to her mother, eagerly saying, "Mother, I also want to be a bed-rolling boy."
Qian remained silent for a moment and looked at Little Qian.
Little Qian quickly took out a small red envelope from her pocket.
Qian gave her the red envelope, and Mao Bao, in her excitement, didn't even notice that her red envelope was much smaller than Baishanbao's.
She held both red envelopes in her arms and waved goodbye to her mother, saying, "I'm going back to my room to sleep."
"Go ahead, go ahead."
By this time, it was already dark, and most of the guests had left, leaving only a small group still drinking and having fun. Qian didn't rush the guests; instead, she asked a few of her sons to accompany them, and then she went back to rest with Little Qian.
For two consecutive days, she had been quite busy.
Qian could rest, but Little Qian couldn't. She, along with her two sisters-in-law and her elder sister, put away the tables, chairs, and benches. They also washed the dishes and cleaned the courtyard.
Of course, because it was already dark, the cleaning was not very detailed; it was just a rough tidy-up. After that, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.
Only a few red lanterns in the courtyard were left, and Zhou Dalang and the others were still drinking and playing games with the remaining guests.
The busy spring season was over, and alcohol in the countryside was expensive, making it rare to have the opportunity to drink openly. Not only did the remaining guests stay, but even Zhou Dalang's brothers were not willing to go to bed immediately.
Zhou Dalang was still sitting at the table.
Zhou Wulang also wanted to join in the fun with Zhou Dalang, but he was sent back by Zhou Dalang, who said, "You haven't even grown a beard, so why drink?"
The next day, Mao Bao was awakened by the noisy sounds outside. She pushed open the window and saw Liu Ge yawning while sweeping the floor.
The small courtyard here was pleasant, but the busiest area was the neighboring large courtyard, where the kitchen was located. At this time, Little Qian had already led a team to clean up the remnants from yesterday.
Because it was hot, the leftovers wouldn't last long, and they could only be eaten for three days at most.
They kept enough food for the family to eat and shared the rest with their close neighbors and relatives.
For example, there are three uncles.
When they gave the tables, chairs, and benches to their neighbors, they also took some leftovers, dishes, and utensils.
Some families received more, while others received less.
Although they were leftovers, the portions at the wedding banquet were generous, and because there was meat, they were still very popular.
Mao Bao was not very willing to give them away.
After finishing washing up, she hurried into the kitchen, eager to save some food for herself to eat.
There weren't many leftovers, so she could only give some to a few close families.
Little Qian was already feeling overwhelmed, and this child kept hovering around her, so she couldn't help but push her out, saying, "This is the kitchen, please go outside quickly."
Mao Bao looked at a bowl of leftovers and said, "There's pig's feet here, I want to eat… there's a fish head, I want to eat that too…"
Feng couldn't help but chuckle and said to her, "You can have it all, go outside quickly."
But as soon as she turned around, she placed the food in a basket, intending to give it to others later.
Feng saw her pouting and said, "There's some left for you." When we return the food to others, your fourth sister-in-law will heat up some food for you. "But if you keep messing around in the kitchen, your eldest sister-in-law will get angry and won't give you anything to eat."
In this family, Mao Bao was only afraid of two people: her mother, Qian, and her eldest sister-in-law, Little Qian.
Upon hearing this, she immediately ran outside.
As Little Qian distributed the leftovers, she said, "It's really annoying, the older she gets, the less obedient she becomes."
Even he could hear the affection in her tone, and she said with a smile, "That's because you spoil her."
Just as Little Qian's hand, which was picking out the meat and fish for Mao Bao, froze for a moment, she casually said, "I didn't spoil her; she's just clever."
As she said this, she glanced outside and noticed that the new bride had not arrived yet, indicating that she had not woken up. Believing that Mao Bao always ate earlier than everyone else, she set aside the meat she had picked out and decided to cook something for herself first.
Of course, it wasn't good to eat something too oily early in the morning, so she added water to the pot and then added two handfuls of rice. When the rice was boiling, she added the fish and chopped the lean meat. Then, she added some green onions and salt.
Feng and He watched as…
The two of them sniffed the fragrance in the air, and Feng couldn't help but ask, "Sister-in-law, how did you cook this meal?" "We cook the same way, but we can't make it taste like this."
He nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, every time it's Sister-in-law's turn to cook, the food in the house is the cleanest, especially Mao Bao." "When we cook, she only eats half a bowl, but when it's my sister-in-law's turn…"
Every time she saw Mao Bao with her little belly, she couldn't help but mutter, "Clearly, not everyone uses the same amount of oil and salt."
Qian smiled and said, "Practice makes perfect." Maybe Mao Bao is right. "I have a natural talent for cooking, just as my third sister-in-law has a natural talent for needlework."
Feng sighed, "Then I'm in trouble." "I can't cook as well as my sister-in-law, and I can't sew as well as the third sister-in-law."
Little Qian laughed and said, "You're good at talking."
Just as they were talking, a voice rang out, "Is there anything I can help with?"
The three sisters-in-law looked over and saw the new bride standing at the door with a red face. Feeling embarrassed, she said, "I woke up late…"
Feng and He were momentarily silent as Little Qian washed her hands and approached them, saying, "It's not late; it's not time for breakfast yet." All new brides are like this. "Come in quickly..."